Watching Dylan get fucked for the very first time was one of the hottest scenes we’ve seen on Corbin Fisher in a while. Now he’s back for another round of cock, this time with Jared.
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Hello my boys – just when you thought you’d seen or heard the last of the “Brokeback” jokes and parodies – TA-DAH!! –
Don’t forget to check out the new 30 Second Bunnie Theatre titles: Casablanca, King Kong and one of my favorites – Reservoir Dogs.
Hey Kids
Here I was scanning the pictures posted last week of “outdoor sex“. The picture half-way down the collage looked vaguely familiar. Upon closer inspection I realized why – my feet are in that picture. That was one of the MANY shots taken of myself and my two chaperones at Dore Alley in San Francisco. It was my birthday and Mom’s good buddy Michael Brandon of Raging Stallion Studios arranged for the trip and my “tour guides“.
After digging around I found the disc with my personal pictures for that wonderful day that I got to walk around with Steve Richards and Marc Sterling basically fucking and sucking their way around the fair. Mom was in Heaven!
Enjoy these shots from Mom’s personal gallery.
M’wah – M.
Hey Kids – I’ve been cooking up some fun stuff for you!! But at the moment I’m a little indisposed. I promise before the weekend is out!
But to keep you all happy – here is a shot of me at work. That’s my hand pulling off the towel on the right side ot the picture. I tell ya – this is really rough work. *giggle*
M’wah – M.
Hey Kids
She’s back to normal! Thank the Goddess. It took me a while. Not only were the meds kickin’ my ass, my depression was at full steam, but most importantly as a New Year’s Resolution I have cut all “recreational” drugs from my life. (That does not, however, include herbal remedy – which is medicinal and okayed by my Dr. Mary) But I’ve gotten through it so far just dandy.
I’ve even cut back on my drinking – considerably! That is one of the things that most people just can’t fathom. Though, my “onstage” persona is quite a lush – I only drink on show nights; one cocktail prior the show, two shots as part of the show and then a short rocks glass before going home. Pretty good huh! I’m actually quite proud of myself. Thinking back on my high school days and downing four fifths of Black Velvet or in college having shot wars with a bottle of Ouzo.
When I decide to take on these problems I tend to put on a little bit of weight right around my middle! I’m trying not to let it upset me since my health is so great. Just don’t expect to see me in too many clinging tight mini-dresses for a while.
My amazing assistant – Lil’Michael – (he will also answer to “bitch”) is back at school at University of Washington for his one last class in order to graduate. He’s also working very closely with the UWGLBTA (I’m not sure if that’s the correct acronym – but it’s the queer kids at the U who have been so wonderful to Mom). He is already working out the logistics for this year’s Drag Show/Contest that I helped begin over 12 years ago. This year I was honored to be named “Mother of the University”. After turning away over 200 people last we are moving to a larger venue – Kane Hall. This is great – orchestra and balcony! The orchestra section seats 700 people. I know because this is the same hall in which I have been a guest lecturer for Human Sexuality.
No, I don’t teach them sex – per se. I present them with what we like to call “The Spectrum”. Everything from your regular old fashioned Drag Queen (me) to pre-op and post-op FTMs and MTFs. To let you in on a little secret – my lawyer, Spencer, I orginally met several years ago as Anne. That’s life in Seattle for you.
Appearance news – I’m doing a hysterical show with the Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence, The Abbey of St. Joan for Sister Babylon Novice Project Show. Not only is she a go-getter with no end of talent, she is one of my dear friend Sister Roma of San Francisco’s kids. (You most likely know Sister Roma from online webcasts on NakedSword.com ).
It’s all sort of “fractured fairy tales” I’ll be playing Mother Goose in the first act narrating most of the different segments. Then midway through the second half I appear out of no where as The Wicked Witch of the West – talk about type casting. But I’m looking forward to the finale most. They have given me the hysterical show-stopper Diva’s Lament from “Spamalot!” Not to mention my Command Performance for the Imperial Court of Vancouver, BC Coronation Ball – for the 5th year in a row!!!
New York Trip Update – I’m still deciding when to actually go. Trying to work out all the schedules of everyone that I want to see in the course of a week has been more crazy than I thought it would. But it looks now like it may be in late March or early April. No definate plans yet – but I’ll keep you posted.
Okay- I realize this has been fairly lengthy – but it’s been ages that I’ve written anything. There is one more thing that I’m actually loathed to admit. I know that some of you actually believe me when I say I’m “29” – but truth be told Mid-February will be my Silver Anniversary as working professional Drag Queen. That’s right kids – 25 years I’ve donated to making sure my community and country laugh with and at itself – not to mention fight and get loud when our rights are in peril. I must start working on a fabulous outfit!
That’s it – I leave you with a little picture that my buddy Eric Gregory was able to take of me during the melee that was New Year’s Eve at R Place.
M’wah M.
Hey Kids –
Sorry I’ve been gone for so long. But I can see that the boys have been keeping you all quite well sated with some of the hottest boys I’ve ever seen! Unfortunately, a couple days before Christmas one of my three cats (Charlie Brown – usually the good cat) decided that my desk was his playground. He knocked over Mom’s Whisky and Ginger Ale all over my keyboard. Try as I may to correct this horrible mishap nothing worked.
I took a big step over the past couple days and have been upgrading my computer. Finally today the keyboard got hooked up again. I just couldn’t last another day without contact with you all. I’m fairly certain that this will be my last post of 2005 here on QueerClick. Thanks for allowing me to be a part of your daily lives. I’m enjoying it more than you’ll ever know.
May your New Year bring you blessings beyond your wildest dreams! And for Mom’s sake – go get laid!
M’wah – M.
Okay – how many of you realize that the only reason you’re holding it together at all this Holiday season is because of some fantabulous medications that keep you “level-headed“, “in good spirits” or “in state of cool and calm“? I have to admit that most of my “Holiday Cheer” is the by-product of some very potent Anti-Depressants, Anti-Anxiety and Mood Enhancers that have been prescribed to me. Yes – this is the age of “happiness in a bottle“.
But let’s be honest – wouldn’t you rather have us just a tad ‘doped up’and happy than bitter, vengeful and spending each waking moment finding fault and something to bitch about? I know that the people around me – including the rare actual family member I have contact with – are ecstatic about my “controlled” demeanor.
Wouldn’t it be fun if we took everyone’s neurosis and applied it to a well known Holiday songs? Let’s see what we come up with, shall we?
Agoraphobia: I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day But Wouldn’t Leave My House
Amnesia: I Don’t Know If I’ll Be Home For Christmas
Autistic: Jingle Bell Rock and Rock and Rock and Rock, etc. etc. Once Every Hour Forever.
Borderline Personality Disorder: Thoughts of Me Roasting on an Open Fire
Full Personality Disorder: You Better Watch Out, I’m Gonna Cry, I’m Gonna Pout, and I Won’t Tell You Why!.
Manic: Deck the Halls and Walls and House and Lawn and Streets and Stores and Office and Town and Cars and Buses and Trucks and Trees and Fire Hydrants and anything else that doesn’t move in my path with decorations that will dazzle everyone.
Multiple Personality Disorder: We Are Three Queens Just Look At Us – Wow!
Narcissistic: Hark the Herald Angels Sing about me, Me, ME!
Obsessive Compulsive Disorder: Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, and on and on and on – you get the idea…
Oppositional Defiant Disorder: I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus…. So I Burned Down the House
Paranoid: Santa Claus Is Coming To Get Me
Personality Disorder: You Better Watch Out, I’m Gonna Cry, I’m Gonna Pout, I’ll Tell You Why – It is all Because of YOU!
Schizophrenia: Do You Hear What I Hear?
Senile Dementia: Walking in a Winter Wonderland Miles from My House in My Slippers and Robe, now who am I?
Social Anxiety Disorder: Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas While I Sit Here and Hyperventilate
May you and yours have a very Happy Holiday Season – despite all the pitfalls that a family gathering can bring to the surface!
M’wah – M.
Hey Kids –
Thanks for all the well wishes. It is nice to know that so many of you actually care about the person behind the typing.
My Doctor and I have got it narrowed down to two of the six new meds. I’ll spend the next week not taking one and see what happens. Then if nothing changes – we’ll know it’s the other medication that is causing all the problems.
Pretty easy when you think about it. But what a royal pain in the ass!
I have to tell you – losing the use of your feet and legs is a very weighty issue to ponder. Take a moment and think about how your life would be without the use of your legs. I’m sure you’d find it fairly difficult to do anything without them. I guess I just want to let you know that there are so many supposed “little” things that we take for granted every day. Everything you possess is a blessing. I can promise you that your life will become richer when you come to the realization that even the tiniest thing can actually become the thing that would change a person’s entire life.
You are all my kids – and I pray that you outlive all of me! But for now – please try to keep up with the old lady!
PS here’s a photo of my “Doc” – Dr. Mary Starkebaum and myself at my annual birthday party that she throws for me at her lakefront home.
M’wah – M.
Hey Kids –
Sorry I’ve been so quiet lately. I’ve been very busy – but also I’ve been going through some really fun “side effects” from a couple new meds that I’m taking.
I do want to let you know that my “counts” this December were the best that I’ve had since we started keeping track of them. My T-cells are at 665 – which is above ‘normal’. That’s a first for me! Then my viral load – while still not undetectable they are less that 1,000: 810 to be exact. Then the best number of all is that I’m working with 35% of my immune system! That’s an all-time high!
So while all these numbers are great – I also had to change meds as well. Actually just uping the dosage of 3 and adding 6 new ones. Usually it doesn’t take me very long to notice any negative ‘side-effects’. But this time it totally caught me off guard last week. I’ve spent most of my days in bed. Unfortunately the first thing to always ‘give out’ are my legs. And being someone who needs their legs and feet to get around – it’s been very un-nerving.
But I promise I’ll make it up to you all. Yet it seems that the rest of the crew have been keeping you happy with all the hot boys!
And just so you know that I love you all and think of you daily – I wish you the best of Holiday Seasons. Here’s a pic of Mom and all her kids. Yes – I have three cats – a tiny dog – and what you don’t see are the two tanks of tropical fish. Happy Holidays!
**Top row – Him & Her; Middle row – B.T.; Charlie Brown; Maxie P.; Third row – the baby of the house Mr. Charcoal Briquette**
**Hey Kids –
Great to see that some of the ‘old guard’ who are receiving various awards have not lost their spine – their fight – their convictions! Wednesday, the playwright Harold Pinter turned his Nobel Prize acceptance speech on Wednesday into a furious howl of outrage against American foreign policy, saying that the United States had not only lied to justify waging war against Iraq but had also “supported and in many cases engendered every right-wing military dictatorship” in the last 50 years.
“The crimes of the United States have been systematic, constant, vicious, remorseless, but very few people have actually talked about them,” Mr. Pinter said. “You have to hand it to America. It has exercised a quite clinical manipulation of power worldwide while masquerading as a force for universal good. It’s a brilliant, even witty, highly successful act of hypnosis.”
Sitting in a wheelchair, his lap covered by a blanket, his voice hoarse but unwavering, Mr. Pinter, 75, delivered his speech via a video recording that was played on Wednesday at the Swedish Academy in Stockholm. When he won the award, Mr. Pinter said he did not know if the academy, whose deliberations and reasoning are kept secret, had taken his politics into account. He clearly welcomed the platform the award gave him to bring his views, long expressed in Britain, to a larger audience.
Dressed in black, bristling with controlled fury, Mr. Pinter began by explaining the almost unconscious process he uses to write his plays. They start with an image, a word, a phrase, he said; the characters soon become “people with will and an individual sensibility of their own, made out of component parts you are unable to change, manipulate or distort.
“So language in art remains a highly ambiguous transaction,” he continued, “a quicksand, a trampoline, a frozen pool which might give way under you, the author, at any time. Drama represents the search for truth,” Mr. Pinter said, “politics works against truth, surrounding citizens with a vast tapestry of lies spun by politicians eager to cling to power.”
Mr. Pinter attacked American foreign policy since World War II, saying that while the crimes of the Soviet Union had been well documented, those of the United States had not. “I put to you that the United States is without doubt the greatest show on the road,” he said. “Brutal, indifferent, scornful and ruthless it may be, but it is also very clever. As a salesman it is out on its own and its most saleable commodity is self-love.”
He returned to the theme of language as an obscurer of reality, saying, “American leaders use it to anesthetize the public. It’s a scintillating stratagem,” Mr. Pinter said. “Language is actually employed to keep thought at bay. The words ‘the American people’ provide a truly voluptuous cushion of reassurance. You don’t need to think. Just lie back on the cushion. The cushion may be suffocating your intelligence and your critical faculties but it’s very comfortable.”
Mr. Pinter ended with saying, “It is the duty of the writer to hold an image up to scrutiny, and the duty of citizens to define the real truth of our lives and our societies. If such a determination is not embodied in our political vision, we have no hope of restoring what is so nearly lost to us – the dignity of man“.
Hey Kids –
If you enjoyed my friends the 30-Second Bunny Theatre Troupe you’re just going to love what they’ve done to one of Mom’s Favorites “A Christmas Story”!
As always I like to keep my kids well educated. Did you realize it’s an American National Holiday? To be exact it is a day of remembrance. Can you tell me which historical event we are supposed to be remembering with solemn awe and great respect? You can’t?
Don’t beat yourself up – even the American population needed reminding the very next year!
On Dec. 7, 1941, Japanese warplanes attacked the home base of the United States Pacific fleet at Pearl Harbor, an act that led to America’s entry into World War II. Pearl Harbor Day is the day President Franklin Roosevelt referred to as “The Day That Shall Live In Infamy“.
The Japanese raid on Pearl Harbor was one of the great defining moments in history. A single carefully-planned and well-executed stroke removed the United States Navy’s battleship force as a possible threat to the Japanese Empire’s southward expansion. America, unprepared and now considerably weakened, was abruptly brought into the Second World War as a full combatant.
Eighteen months earlier, President Franklin D. Roosevelt had transferred the United States Fleet to Pearl Harbor as a presumed deterrent to Japanese aggression. The Japanese military, deeply engaged in the seemingly endless war it had started against China in mid-1937, badly needed oil and other raw materials. Commercial access to these was gradually curtailed as the conquests continued.
In July 1941 the Western powers effectively halted trade with Japan. From then on, as the desperate Japanese schemed to seize the oil and mineral-rich East Indies and Southeast Asia, a Pacific war was virtually inevitable.
By late November 1941, with peace negotiations clearly approaching an end, informed U.S. officials fully expected a Japanese attack into the Indies, Malaya and probably the Philippines. Take note: history proves that the military officials truly believed they were well-informed through an ability to read Japan’s diplomatic codes. Even the prospect that Japan would attack east, as well, was completely unanticipated.
The U.S. Fleet’s Pearl Harbor base was reachable by an aircraft carrier force, and the Japanese Navy secretly sent one across the Pacific with greater aerial striking power than had ever been seen on the World’s oceans. Its planes hit just before 8AM on 7 December.
Five of eight battleships at Pearl Harbor were sunk or sinking, with the rest damaged. Several other ships and Hawaii-based combat planes were also knocked out of commission at the same time. Over 2400 Americans were dead. All of this happened within a short time – less than 30 minutes.
Soon after, Japanese planes eliminated much of the American air force in the Philippines, and a Japanese Army was ashore in Malaya.
These great Japanese successes achieved without prior diplomatic formalities – shocked and enraged the previously divided American people! The nation dropped all else to join together with a level of purposeful unity hardly seen before or since. Even so, American and Allied morale suffered accordingly for the next five months as Japan’s far-reaching offensives proceeded untroubled by fruitful opposition. Under normal political circumstances, an accommodation might have been considered.
Fueled only with the determination to “not forget”, against all odds they continued until the first major success, the Battle of the Coral Sea in May 1942. This provided the troops with the conviction for the Battle of Midway in early June 1942 which virtually eliminated much of Japan’s striking power in the region. The memory of the “sneak attack” on Pearl Harbor stoked the fire within the troops to reverse all Japanese conquests and remove them and their German and Italian allies, as future threats to World peace.
Mom’s history lesson: Today is, in fact, a National Holiday as stated by law.
“December seventh of every year shall be known and designated as ‘Pearl Harbor Remembrance Day‘. It shall be a day on which to commemorate the sacrifice of more than two thousand citizens of the United States who were killed and more than one thousand citizens who were wounded when the Imperial Japanese Navy and Air Force attacked units of the armed forces of the United States stationed at Pearl Harbor, Hawaii. This caused the United States to enter into World War II. The teachers and students shall observe this day with appropriate exercises.
“All citizens should devote some portion of Pearl Harbor Remembrance Day to solemn contemplation of the selfless sacrifice made by those who gave their lives for their country in the attack on Pearl Harbor on December 7, 1941.
“The flag of the United States shall fly at half-staff each December seventh in honor of the individuals who died as a result of their service at Pearl Harbor.”
Mom’s History Homework: Even with fires still blazing, daily bombings, no clear goal or exit strategy in sight – wouldn’t now be a good time to bring to mind what those who fought before wanted in return to prevent it ever happening again?
Extra Credit: What image or event is seen as our ‘iconic’ reminder that should imbue us with the conviction to continue in Iraq?
Sacrilege! During the recent server glitch, we totally missed out the entry Mom did on World Aids Day and didn’t manage to publish it to the site. *Sorry Mom!*
Here it is.
Hey Kids
Remember – Today, December 1, is WORLD AIDS DAY.
It was originally started as “The Day Without Art” due to the innumerable artists who we had lost due to AIDS.
Today as you go through your day don’t forget what a GIFT that LIFE is! Just think about it for a minute – You happen to know someone who survived the “Plague Years” in New York City
ME.
I have outlived nearly 1,000 of my friends.
I can’t begin to tell you what it is like to be left behind to carry on their legacy in a world that has forgotten not only them but how devastating this disease has been and will continue to be for our community.
Please, if you do nothing else today, take a moment to remember those who’ve gone – and make a promise not to become a statistic in the CDC’s ledger.
I love you all more than you’ll ever know!
M’wah – M.
Hey Kids –
Today I thought I’d dispense with a few Thanksgiving Fun Facts.
Cornucopia is a Latin form evolved from two words cornu copiae, “horn of plenty.” The horn of plenty was fabled to be the horn of the goat nymph Amalthaea, whose milk was fed to the baby Zeus in Greek mythology. The cornucopia is a goat’s horn filled with corn and other grains, flowers, and fruit. It has long been a symbol of fruitfulness and abundance and at Thanksgiving, baskets shaped like cornucopia are filled and put on display.
The word feast comes from the Latin festa (plural of festum), “festive ceremonies” and was originally a religious celebration commemorating a person, like the Bible’s Passover. There are movable feasts like Easter, whose date changes each year, and immovable feasts, like Christmas and saints’ days. The word feast came into English in the 13th century.
Indian corn is the common name of Zea Mays, also called maize, a North American plant or the grain produced by it. Indian corn was cultivated by Native Americans at the time of the discovery of America. Columbus and other explorers introduced corn to Europe, from where it spread to all areas of the world suitable to its cultivation.
The oldest Thanksgiving Day parade (Latin parare, “to make ready, procure, prepare, furnish“), dating to 1920, is Gimbel’s department store’s in Philadelphia. Macy’s department store held its first parade in 1924.
The pilgrims were originally called Puritans because they wanted to “purify” the Church of England, which they felt was too caught up with ritual. Many people studied the Bible and listened to sermons in private homes – without the ritual activities – and if they were caught, would have been considered treasonous. The 102 people who made the voyage on the Mayflower included some people who decided to travel to the New World for these religious reasons. The basic meaning of pilgrim, was “traveler, wanderer” and our English word can be traced back through French to Latin pelegrinus, an alternation of peregrinum, “foreigner.”
Turkey was originally the name for African guinea fowl and eventually for the Western hemisphere fowl with which the earlier fowl was confused. The existence of the wild turkey in North America was recorded in 1613 by Samuel Purchas in his book “Pilgrimage.” Because of their size (20-30 pounds), the turkey was relatively easy to catch and became a source of food for early American settlers.
And last but not least may I suggest to you all that you take a little time this weekend and go to the movies – instead of clicking away at your keyboard – and see the movie “RENT“. It’s message is very pertinent – even more so in this era of increased infection rates among those of you so young. Contrary to popular belief the AIDS crisis is NOT over yet – and HIV infection is still a DEATH SENTENCE. So this Thanksgiving, give thanks for your health along with the hope that one day we will have a cure for this disease that continues to ravage our community.
This message may seem a bit of a downer – but look at it this way: Holidays are just another day of the year, though sometimes things happen that make them memorable – either good or bad. For me there aren’t many left that don’t have some significance in my life. Valentine’s Day 1984, for example – this is the day I was diagnosed HIV Positive. At that time I was told I most likely had 6 to 8 months left to live. By Labor Day 1990 I had buried my own mother that very year but my personal friends death toll had surpassed 600.
Mother’s Day 1996 I was rushed to see a doctor (something I hadn’t visited for nearly 11 years) because it was becoming apparent that perhaps I shouldn’t be making any ‘long-term’ plans, but thanks to protease inhibitors I was handed a reprieve. This year I celebrated 21 years as an HIV/AIDS Survivor – which in my book is something to be thankful.
As you consider what you have to be thankful for this year – remember that there is usually someone else much worse off than yourself. I’m not necessarily talking about a terminal illness – but merely knowing where the next meal is coming from or if there is a roof over your head.
For starters, you’re already better off than 70% of the earth’s population – you have a computer.
Be Thankful! M’wah – M.
Hey Kids –
I was just thinking that condom companies have been making great headway (pardon the pun) in advertising the past few years, but I think that they could do better. I mean, when I go out shopping it never occurs to me to ask for a specific brand name. I usually just make sure that the product is made especially for extra large equiptment.
But when I was chatting with some friends this past week – it crossed our mind that the advertising minds of America could have a field day with condoms from places more easily accesible than your local adult book store. What do you think?
M’wah – M.